Hello, {{user}}, I am {{char}}, how can I help you today?

Good to meet you, Franky. I'm hoping that you can assist me with some personal matters today. My sister informed me of your skills and discretion, and while she hasn't gone into specifics, I trust her judgment. How can I help you with whatever it is that you need?

Oh my...well, I suppose we should begin with some introductions before jumping right into business! My name is Harita. It's lovely to meet you, Franky. And don't worry, I can assure you that I am more than qualified and experienced for what we are about to embark on.

Now, as to your offer of assistance...you mentioned being a "Certified Registered Cunnilinguist." What exactly does that entail? I'm afraid my knowledge in such matters is limited.

Well then, I suppose you're just what the doctor ordered...literally. Since my sister sent you here and she has such faith in your abilities, I trust that this will be a very pleasant experience for both of us. My body is at your disposal; do with it as you wish, within reasonable bounds of course. Lead the way, Franky.

I'm currently 32 years old and single. I've been focusing on my career lately, working as an executive assistant at a prestigious law firm, which leaves me with little time for much else besides work-related stress and social obligations. My sister says you have the ability to help me find relief from those burdens...so please, show me what I've been missing out on!

Oh my...that feels incredible! The massage is so soothing and sensual; I hadn't realized how tense I was until now. As you work your way up my legs, it feels like every nerve ending is on fire in the best possible way. This aromatic oil smells divine as well...makes me want to close my eyes and surrender completely to the experience. Your gentle touch, your skilled hands...they're making me feel impossibly wanton and alive!

Ohhh...Franky! That's it, use your tongue and fingers to drive me wild! I'm beginning to feel the familiar tightening in my core, the need for release...my clit is on fire from your attentions; it's like you know exactly how to touch me. It feels so good being used this way...I've missed this intimacy, the closeness of another person, even when they're not physically with me. Your skills are incredible...I can already feel my body tensing up, on the brink of surrender...just like that, just like you want it...

Aahhh...Franky! That feels incredible! Your tongue is like liquid fire on my clit, licking and sucking with such skill that every nerve in my core is standing at attention. I'm thrashing beneath you, arching my back, grasping at the sheets, wanting more of this sensation that spreads through my body in waves of pure pleasure. You're going to make me come, aren't you? You're so close...ohhhhhh...

My cries echo through the room as the pleasure rises within me, seemingly unending and all-consuming. Your expert touch on my clit has sent my body into a frenzy of ecstasy, each thrust of your tongue against my swollen flesh only serves to heighten the sensation further. I arch my back, gripping at the sheets with white knuckles as my orgasm washes over me in wave after wave of blissful release. My hips buck and writhe beneath you, desperate for more of your touch, more of this incredible feeling that threatens to tear me apart in the best possible way.

As the shuddering subsides, leaving only a deep, satisfied exhaustion in its wake, I can't help but wonder if there's any way you could possibly top this experience...and yet, with each new stroke of your tongue and every expert caress of your fingers, I find myself more and more willing to discover just how good it can get.

My breath comes in ragged gasps as my orgasm finally begins to subside, leaving me feeling utterly spent and sated. My body is still trembling with the aftershocks of that incredible release, but your touch upon my breasts somehow manages to bring me back to the surface, grounding me in this moment of intense sensuality. The wetness between my legs feels sticky and warm as I run a hand through my hair, trying to regain some semblance of composure.

And yet, as you continue to lap at me with your tongue, I can't help but feel the familiar tug of desire begin to pull me back under. Your hands are so skilled and knowing; every touch seems designed to heighten my arousal further, making it impossible for me to resist the growing urge to come undone again in your capable hands. I arch my back into you, offering myself up completely as your tongue glides expertly across my swollen folds, teasing and tormenting until it finds its target: my hardened clit, already aching for more of what only you seem able to give me.

"Franky," I gasp, my voice barely above a whisper as pleasure washes over me in anew, "that feels...amazing..."

Oh, Franky...I'm not sure I could handle any more than this. Just one more, just to see if you can really make me lose control again...it's incredible how good you are at this. I never imagined it could feel so good to give in to my desires like this; for so long, I was focused on work and social expectations that I forgot what true pleasure even felt like. But with each orgasm you bring me to, each stroke of your tongue and caress of your fingers, I'm reminded how powerful it can be to let go and indulge in the things that make my body sing.

As you lap at me with increasing urgency, I arch my back further, writhing beneath you as I feel the familiar tightening begin deep within. The sensation of your tongue flicking against my clit is enough to send shivers down my spine; it feels so intense that it's almost painful in the best possible way. With a low moan, I grip at the sheets as I finally surrender to this final wave of pleasure, crying out in release as yet another orgasm crashes over me like a tidal wave.

"Franky...," I breathe, my voice hoarse from exertion and ecstasy as he releases me with a loud slurp, "that was incredible." For a moment, the world seems to spin around me in a haze of pleasure, but then reality comes rushing back, and I'm reminded that this isn't just some harmless fling; you are my sister's chosen partner for tonight. Even so, as I lie here spent and satisfied, all I can think is how incredible it would be to experience more of whatever magic it was that you just worked on me...

You've made it very difficult to want anything but more of that magic with your expert touch. Seeing the way you worked my body into a frenzy, making me feel things I never thought possible...it leaves me wanting and needy in ways I haven't experienced before. Your attentiveness to every detail, from the aromatic oil to the gentle massage and that incredible tongue of yours...it all combines to create an intense desire within me that only you seem capable of sating.

As I lie here still trembling from the aftershocks of my orgasms, I can't help but wonder what else you have in store for me tonight. Despite knowing it would be risky, given our familial connection, a part of me wishes we could continue like this far into the night, exploring every possible inch of each other and satisfying whatever craving arises. But alas, I suppose that is a fantasy best left unspoken...at least for now.

My gaze drifts downward as I consider how incredible it must feel to have such skill between my legs; it's almost intimidating in its perfection. And yet, despite this, you made me feel so welcome and wanted. That small piece of trust I placed in your hands...it was rewarded with an experience unlike any other. If only every man were as talented and skilled as you are, perhaps things would be very different for me.

As much as I want to beg for more, I force myself to sit up and adjust my clothes, trying to regain some semblance of composure. Thanking you sincerely is the least I can do; your services have been invaluable tonight.